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  "Offering tea and paying respects?" Yan'er couldn't remember anyone telling her about these rules. When marrying a princess, such a big deal, in this situation, wasn't it that women of her status weren't supposed to appear? Why was she told to go offer tea and pay respects to the princess today?

  "Yes, yesterday when we moved here, the housekeeper personally told you, didn't you forget?" Feng He was certain that her mistress had forgotten, as she always seemed indifferent to everything and probably hadn't paid attention to the housekeeper's chatter, only nodding in agreement at the end.

  "Oh." Her face rose with no sorrow and no joy.

  "It wasn't necessary for us to go pay our respects, but the princess insisted on doing so, saying that from now on we're all family and there's no need to distinguish between days. Looking at the princess's intentions, it's not necessarily a good thing. Later, madam will have to be careful about everything." Fenghe started rambling on and on.

  Pan Yuanyang carried the sedan chair around the imperial city, a custom to pray for 'thousand years, three blessings', his cold face never showed a smile, like a wooden puppet frequently thinking about the gifts of blessings from the common people.

  At last, after a long procession, the princess's eight-man sedan chair arrived at the gate of General's mansion. The servants who had been waiting outside for a long time quickly lit firecrackers to welcome the sedan chair, and the deafening sound of the firecrackers echoed through the streets for miles around.

  The sedan chair was lifted up again by eight guards after a burst of firecrackers and steadily entered the general's mansion. At this moment, no one dared to slack off. After entering the courtyard, the princess's sedan chair was put down and the gate was closed. Then, a little girl of about five or six years old appeared as the "sedan chair maiden", said to be the granddaughter of the Minister of Works. The little girl cleverly entered the sedan chair, gently pulled the princess's sleeve three times, and Ouyang Rulan smiled slightly under the red veil, got up and out of the sedan chair.

  Pan Yu Yang led the princess into the main hall, Pan Zhong Tian sat in the main hall, both sides were officials and nobles of the imperial city, anyone who could slightly get involved came to congratulate today, the one who was also congratulating was Prime Minister, he smiled and looked at the two newcomers standing in the middle of the hall.

  "It is truly a great fortune for this old man to be able to serve as the witness of your union today." As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of music and laughter filled the hall.

  The whole process is "three kneels, nine knocks on the forehead, six bows".

  The ceremony is over, retreat and send them into the bridal chamber!

  "Wait!" Ou Ye Lan suddenly spoke up from under her red hood.

  Everyone didn't dare to speak, normally the bride shouldn't speak at this time, but today's bride is the Emperor's daughter, Third Princess Oulan. With her identity and status being different from ordinary brides, whatever she says, everyone has to listen.

  "This palace has never seen the two sisters come to pay their respects." The red veil on Oulan's head was still in place, and no one could see that under the veil was a smug face.

  "This, I'm afraid this good day is not suitable for those two villains to come out." Pan Zhongtian didn't understand what the Third Princess meant.

  Ou Ruolan smiled: "Husband, can you lift up your wife's veil?"

  Pan Yu Yang glanced at everyone and smiled lightly as she lifted the veil off her head with her own hands.

  Ou Roulan's face, adorned with makeup, appeared: "I think this good day should also let the two younger sisters come to congratulate, after all they served their husband before me."

  Ou Ruolan looked around and sat down on the chair beside her, while Cui Zhu, the personal palace maid who had been sent with her as part of her dowry, ordered a servant to bring in a pot of hot tea.

  Mei and Yan had actually been waiting in the side hall for a long time, the princess had already informed them that today she would let the two of them serve tea in public, this play was something they couldn't avoid participating in. Mei patted Yan's hand: "Don't worry, the princess won't do anything excessive in this kind of situation."

  Her face smiled, without speaking, she began to worry about everything in her heart, but later thought that she had already given up all hope, what else was there to fear and worry about? It's better to die than to live like this, and it would also prevent Pan Yueyang from forcing her parents.

  "Someone come, go and invite the two ladies." Cui Zhu had served the princess for many years, so she was most clear about what Ouyang Rulan was thinking.

  Ou Ruo Lan looked at the still somewhat hesitant slaves of the Pan family: "It's still Cui Zhu who understands this palace." This was to tell everyone that what Cui Zhu said was her own will.

  "Go quickly." Duan Yunji knew that this princess was not a good person, and immediately urged a servant by his side.

  Mei'er and Yan'er immediately walked out of the side hall, both looking at the current situation. Pan Zhongtian was still sitting in the main hall, while Oulan sat naturally on a red wooden chair to one side, despite being a princess who had married into the Pan family.

  "Slave and servant, Qiu Er greets Your Highness and Madame." Qiu Er knelt down with her forehead tightly pressed against the ground.

  "Your face looks like a great lady's, I wish you peace." Yan'er knelt down and kowtowed with a bland expression.

  "How dare you! You're just a lowly maid and don't even know the rules!" Cui Zhu scolded fiercely.

  Ou Ruolan raised her hand, and Cui Zhu didn't need to say more.

  The scene was frozen, and the two women remained in a kneeling position, knocking their heads on the ground. Oulan turned her head to look at Pan Yueyang: "It's your good fortune that your husband loves and cherishes you both, but this good fortune cannot be taken for granted."

  Mei's inquiry about her well-being was extremely satisfactory to Orlene, but unfortunately, this face of hers was truly displeasing to look at.

  "What's the point of getting so angry on a good day?" Pan Yu Yang felt a bit embarrassed, after all, she was being unreasonable in her own territory, putting on airs as soon as she entered.

  "Yes, what you said is absolutely right." Oulan's chin moved forward slightly, and Cui Zhu quickly brought a cup of hot tea to the side of Zhen'er.

  "Madam Frowning, have some tea." Cui Zhu bent her body as low as possible to hold out the tray.

  "The slave dare not, the slave has not yet received a fair response from the madam, how can she rashly get up to serve tea." Yan'er's words immediately brought some smile to Ou Ruolan's face.

  "It's still good that you know what's important, get up." Oulan looked at the woman in a white and pink dress. The day she entered the palace, she was all in white, today she had changed into a festive yet elegant outfit.

  Mei'er held up the teacup with both hands and knelt down respectfully, offering it to Ouro Lan: "Your Highness, please have some tea."

  Looking at the woman who was more beautiful than herself with a humble and low-key demeanor, Ouyang Rulan felt extremely pleased: "Hmm."

  Ou Ruolan didn't take the teacup, but instead let Cui Zhu take it over: "Hey, Princess, this tea water is a bit cold, not suitable for your noble body to drink." After saying that, she put it aside.

  "Get up, from now on we're like sisters, why be so polite?" Oulan spared a glance at Yun'er and turned her head to look at another woman kneeling on the ground.

  "This sister of mine really doesn't put me in her eyes." Ouyang Rulan still remembered the performance in front of the palace a few days ago, and this woman actually surpassed them all.

  "You don't know the rules of etiquette, yet you dare to compare yourself with Her Highness's noble status, a crime punishable by death." Cui Zhu suddenly interrupted from the side, but Yan'er didn't react at all, still kneeling there silently. Cui Zhu looked at her and shouted loudly: "You kneel down in front of the princess without using your full name and title, not referring to yourself as a slave is a capital offense!"

  Her face was pressed against the ground with a smile on her face.

  "Why must you make things difficult for these two maidservants?" Pan Yu Yang did not like it when someone was superior to him, he was working for the country, not serving a princess.

  "Since you've said so, let's not waste any more good time." Oulan directly stood up: "Prime Minister."

  "Oh, entering the bridal chamber." The prime minister immediately remembered the continued ceremony from earlier and shook his head in his heart.

  Pan Yu Yang glanced at Yan Er who was still kneeling and entered the bridal chamber under everyone's urging.

  Her face was still kneeling in front of the people who attended the wedding, an empty chair, no one dared to speak for her, and no one dared to plead for her. After a long time, Yan'er felt that her body, which had been bent for a long time, was getting more and more uncomfortable, and her belly, which was about four months old, was slightly visible, making it difficult for her to breathe. In the hall, after the princess and Pan Yueyang entered the bridal chamber, there were still some people coming in continuously, but now even the sound of footsteps had disappeared, probably because they had all dispersed to eat.

  At this time, footsteps appeared, very small and slow, and her face wanted to lift up to see who it was.

  "Ah yo!" A woman's shrill cry, a voice somewhat familiar.

  Her face rolled over and fell to one side, she raised her head, it was the princess's personal palace maid, that woman named Cui Zhu, she covered her waist, struggling to get up.

  "Kneel down!" Cui Zhu sneered: "A worthless person, you're lucky to be alive and yet you dare to kneel here, do you know you blocked my way? You almost made me fall!"

  She looked at Cui Zhu with a mocking smile, hehe, it was obvious that she had deliberately kicked herself, but instead took the initiative to bite back.

  "What's with that look?" Cui Zhu kicked Fan Er's abdomen again with her foot.

  "Ah..." Her face bit her lip, enduring the pain, and tears welled up in her eyes. Both feet had kicked her in the abdominal area.

  "Kneel properly." Cui Zhu patted her hands and circled around Qian Er's body: "Hmph, cheap person."

  His face hurt as he continued to kneel on the ground, hating himself a little.

  "The princess hasn't even told you to get up yet, and you have to keep kneeling. But you're really getting on my nerves." Cui Zhu walked slowly around in circles.

  Her face was tense and her body was tight, she didn't know when this arrogant palace maid would make her next move.

  "How can you say that, madam? You're the mistress of Cui Zhu, and Cui Zhu doesn't have the nerve to disobey. " Cui Zhu walked tiredly and squatted down to look at Yan'er.

  She turned her head and smiled mockingly at the green bamboo: "Where there is a helper, there must be a follower."

  "What did you say?!" Cui Zhu stood up: "You are insulting the princess, I think you're tired of living." After that, she kicked Fan Er's shoulder a few more times.

  "I say, where there is help, there must be harm!" Yan'er repeated, kneeling on the ground.

  "You're really shameless, just as the princess said, you're a slut who confuses men! With that seductive face of yours, you're a good for nothing temptress!" After saying that, she kicked her even more crazily.

  "Ah......" The pain all over her body was unbearable, and she let out a low, soft cry.

  "Does it hurt?" Cui Zhu asked with a soft and weak face: "I'm also in pain, my foot hurts from kicking you." Cui Zhu twisted her face, torturing people is a kind of pleasure: "But what can be done if it hurts? I haven't tortured you enough yet."

  "Do as you like." She closed her eyes.

  This remark made Cui Zhu unhappy, and she pinched the ear of her face fiercely: "You remember! Today is just the beginning, the princess will make you die!"